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Sequel to Oh Brother, which can be found here: https://www.sofurry.com/view/812525

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I jerked straight out of a restless sleep, just like I did whenever I fell asleep at the PC. It took me a beat to realize I wasn't slumped in my seat, but crashed out on the living room couch. Harsh morning light streamed in through the blinds, stinging my eyes. I groaned and squeezed them shut, turning my face away from the light.

My head ached, and my neck was sore, stiff, and throbbing. It was the same way every time I fell asleep like that. Dan was always telling me to-

Dan.

Memories of the night before rushed back in, crashing into my mind like a breaker upon the shore.

The feeling of big brother's strong hand clenched tight around my aching shaft was the first thing I thought of. His hand was huge, and a little rough from all the sports he played, completely unlike mine. The white 'cuffs' around his wrist had tickled the back of my neck when he pushed my head down to suck my own cock.

He'd made me suck his dick, too. The sour-sweet taste of our cum was still rich in my mouth. It had been too much to swallow. My stomach, chest, and neck were damp and sticky with Clydesdale cum.

I looked down and blushed when I saw the sorry state I was in. My t-shirt was stained, not quite ruined, but well on it's way... And my dick was hanging over the waist of my sweatpants, half-swollen and flopped across the couch cushions. I smelled like I looked: well used.

No,_I thought. _Dan wouldn't use me, not like that, not like he used those girls... Would he? It was a thought that scattered splinters of doubt through my mind. Why wouldn't he? The thought tumbled and banged around in my brain like a boot in a dryer, getting louder and louder.

Why wouldn't he?

I didn't have time to run down an answer. There was a loud _clap-clap_outside ( car doors, I realized ) and close. I thought it might have been the neighbors, until I heard the beat of hooves hitting concrete, and getting closer.

Our parents were home.

I launched off the couch, taking a second to shove my dick back into my sweats. Dan had cleaned the beer cans off the coffee table, so I didn't have to worry about that- But I couldn't face them like this! Every teenager had some practice lying to their parents, but I wasn't that good of a liar. My fur was still sticky with my brother's cum, and the sweet, cloying scent of sex was pouring off my body.

Try explaining that one to mom and dad.

A small voice in my head said that what we'd done wasn't really sex, but even I knew that was a crappy technicality.

I took one step toward the stairs and cringed when my hoof hit the hardwood floor. If I moved too fast, my parents would hear me, and they'd rush up the walkway to see what their teenage son was trying to hide.

It wouldn't be the first time they caught us doing something we shouldn't have been doing.

Moving as quickly and quietly as I could, I crept toward the stairs, painfully aware of the clop-clop-clop of my parents' hooves as they approached the front door. They were chattering happily, talking about something I couldn't make out- But I heard something else as I got closer to the stairs.

I heard the rushing sound of a running shower.

Dan.

I sped up as soon as I hit the stairs, clutching the banister as I took them two at a time. The carpet muffled my hoof-beats, and I made it completely upstairs just as my parents threw open the front door.

My heart went into overdrive as my prey instincts kicked in. Run! Flee! Hide! But there wasn't anywhere to hide. It wasn't like my room had a lock on the door ( no matter how much I'd whined for one ), and my parents would want to make sure we were both in one piece. They'd look for us.

There was only one place in the whole house I could run to.

The bathroom door wasn't locked. I muttered 'Thank God' beneath my breath as I squeezed inside, shut the door, and hit the tiny button lock on the knob. I slumped against the door and took a few gasping breaths, trying to calm the hell down.

It was almost working, until Dan spoke.

"Gabe?" His voice rang in my ears. It was deep, and the shower's acoustics made it reverberate like a lion's purr echoing through a canyon.

I liked it a lot more without the cheap booze making him slur his words.

I looked up and found him peering at me from behind the shower curtain. I couldn't see much: just a shoulder, an arm, and part of his chest, but I liked what I saw. Water pelted his buff body, beating his brown and white fur against his skin. It cling to his muscles. His black mane was dark and heavy with moisture, and it hung around his face. Droplets of water beaded on the curly tips, shining in the bright bathroom light.

My heart started pounding for a different reason.

Silence and steam hung in the air between us, heavy and thick. Did he feel as uncertain as I did? Did he feel... Anything?

"Mom and dad are home," I said, just for something to break the silence.

He nodded. It made his mane bob around his eyes. Dan looked me over from head to hoof, and then he said "You'd better clean up."

Was he asking me to join him? I swallowed and took two shuffling steps closer to the shower, closer to him. "Yeah," I said.

He smiled a small smile, flashing a sliver of pearly white teeth. "Probably work better if you took your clothes off."

Get naked and jump into shower with me, little bro. He didn't use those words, but it's what he was saying.

I wanted to, and it bothered me that I did. It wasn't just that I wanted to be close to him, but that I wanted, needed to see what he looked like without his clothes on. Tingling heat was already gathering between my thighs, making my hanging, half-hard dick swell up even further.

I didn't trust myself to speak. I just nodded and yanked off my shirt, then threw it down near his clothes. The weight of his stare was palpable as I reached for the waist of my pants.

Big brother was watching me.

Being leered at like this was... New. Until last night, I was a total virgin. Now I was stripping in front of someone that looked on with hungry anticipation. It was a bit of a rush, and just scary enough to give me a slight pause.

My eyes stayed on the floor as my pants and underwear hit the ground. With nothing to hold it back, my dick grew hard and fast. I did my best to ignore it as I shuffled forward. Dan peeled back the curtain for me, and I stepped inside with him.

"Looks like you got mornin' wood, little bro."

"Y-Yeah," I stammered. My cheeks and ears flushed, and I turned toward the water, away from him. It was piping hot and it blasted away much of the sticky mess, but plenty remained deep down in my fur. The cascading heat felt sweet as sin as it coursed across my skin.

Part of me, a loud part, urged me to turn and look at my big brother's bare body, but I didn't dare do it. It wasn't a big shower; one of those shower-bath combos that barely gave you enough room to do either. If I turned around, I'd have slapped him right on the hip with my stiffy.

Dan stood close behind me, and when he spoke, his lips were dangerously close to my ear. "You want some shampoo?"

I nodded and held out a paw, but he didn't pass it to me. He drizzled it across my chest and shoulders, then dropped the bottle and started rubbing it into my fur.

The touch of his hands surprised me, and I tensed, but only for a moment. His broad palms and thick fingers slid across my slick body, rubbing in slow circles. I shivered and sighed as his paws washed away the remnants of the night before, lathering me up. The hot water and soap melted the cum from my fur, and it filled the shower with the scent of sex and soap and equine musk.

His paws sank down to my stomach, and lingered for a short while, but there wasn't as much to clean up down there. Dan took a shuffling step forward, and when he did, his body pressed to mine in all the right ways. The broad, hanging flesh of his cock brushed across the crack of my ass and my chest filled with a strange tightness, like I had to burp, but couldn't.

An image flashed in my mind, one of my big brother bending me over and pushing his horse dick right up my virgin ass. I remembered all the times I'd heard those girls screaming for him, and I knew that if he took me, I'd scream for him, too.

He held me against him as he reached past my body and snatched the shower head off it's holder. It was one of those kinds that had a handle on it, and a bunch of different settings that no one really used.

Dan brought it close to my body, holding it near my tummy as his paw kneaded the soft, slim muscles around my navel. Then he aimed it lower, and showered my cock and balls with waves of warm water.

My chest heaved and my body went rigid against his, my ass squirming across his meaty thighs. The paw on my tummy dipped, and for a second time, my big brother's paw wrapped around my cock and gave it a squeeze.

"Man, you're gonna be big in a few years- Almost as big as me."

I nickered and nodded, and watched as his paw began to drift up and down my cock in smooth, lazy pumps. His grip was loose, so loose that every stroke of his paw was more of a tease than anything else, but it was enough to make my dick rock-hard and ready for more.

Then there was a knock at the door and I jumped so hard I'd have hit the ceiling if my brother wasn't holding me down.

"Gabe? Are you in there?"

Mom.

Panic and lust crashed together in my mind. The only thing keeping my mother from finding me with my brother's paw on my dick was a thin door and a cheap lock.

"Tell her I'm out," Dan whispered in my ear, his breath licking across my neck and shoulder. "Football stuff."

I nodded, and forced myself to shout so my voice wouldn't come out all weird and squeaky. "No mom, it's me! Everything was fine last night. I think Gabe's out doing practice or something !"

"OK hon," she called back. I breathed out a sigh of relief as I heard her walk away, and slumped back into my brother's arms.

"Thank you," he whispered.

I lifted my head and looked back at him. "For that?"

Dan smiled and shook his head, then clenched his paw around my dick. I moaned and trembled as his paw stroked me, swift and sudden, from my flare to my balls.

"For last night," he murmured in my ear. "Was that the first time you ever sucked a dick?"

I thought about it for a second. What was the best answer? If I lied and said 'no', would it make me look like a fag? If I said 'yes', would it make me look like some kind of virgin loser?

I sighed as his paw climbed back up the length of my shaft, his fingers pausing for a second to tug and play with my medial ring. "Yes," I murmured, my eyes straying from his face.

"You were pretty good at it," he whispered back. "Better than some of the girls I've been with. You could get real good if you kept on practicing..."

I could guess who he wanted me to 'practice' with.

_Fuck._God help me, I wanted to suck it.

"Did you like playing with my dick?"

I swallowed and nodded, my eyes on the paw that was bobbing up and down my length. The pressure was already growing inside of me, and at the head of my prick, where my flare had begun to grow wide and heavy. The bigger it grew, the more my brother's paw lingered around it, tugging at it from behind.

His hot breath blew across the wet fur and flesh on my neck as he spoke. "Did you like sucking it?"

My dick twitched and I moaned, struggling to keep my voice down. "Y-Yes," I whickered. My face burned hot, and I ducked my head to hide behind my mane.

"You looked hot with my dick in your mouth," he whispered. He'd started to buck against me, soft and slow. His cock was rapidly growing as hard as mine. "Not a lot of people can take two loads of horse cum like you did, little bro. " His teeth grazed the edge of my ear, and the sweet pinch of pain made me tremble.

I was lost to his touch; to his teeth, to the paw clutching my shaft, only dimly aware of him moving the shower head behind me. I sighed as the water splashed against my sore back and neck ran down my spine. My legs had gone rigid, and my breathing had become slow and shallow. I was getting damn close to blowing my load all over the wall.

"Lift your tail," Dan whispered in my ear. I hesitated, then complied, leaning forward at the hips just a little bit. The tension in my body was too much, I could hardly breathe. I was dead certain my big brother was about to wedge his fat dick in my ass and ride me like a mare, but I couldn't, wouldn't stop him.

He put one big paw on my rump and pulled my ass cheek to the side, exposing my virgin pucker. Here it comes, I thought. Dread and anticipation rose up inside me in equal parts as I waited for the broad head of my big brother's cock to spear my hole wide open- But Dan had something else in mind.

Pulses of steamy water splashed into my pucker, and my eyes went wide. Holy fuck! My legs shook and I gasped as pleasure blindsided me and knocked the wind from my chest. "F-Fuck!" I gasped in a pained-sounding whisper.

For a few seconds, there was nothing but raw sensation that blotted out everything else. I could barely even breathe. I whimpered and whinnied in his arms, as limp as a newborn kitten.

"I can make it feel better," he whickered in my ear. "Do you want me to, little bro?"

Better than this?

"Yes," I rasped as soon as I had breath to do so.

He chuckled, and the wonderful water went away. He set the shower head down, and the spigot sprayed against my leg where it hung, caught on the back of my thigh. I opened my mouth to protest, then sealed my lips with a shameful blush. Doing this kind of thing with my brother was bad enough, I wasn't about to start begging for it!

A single slick finger dragged across the root of my tail, down the curve of my flank. I swallowed as the tip came to a stop in the dead center of my virgin donut. He applied just enough pressure to make my flesh dimple.

Seconds seemed to stretch into minutes as I stood in simpering silence, aching for something I'd never felt, but knew I wanted. My body thrummed with the nervous energy of anticipation, making my tail quiver, making my mouth dry.

Then he pushed into me, and all that tension broke at once as his finger stretched me open. "Dan," I whimpered. It came out shaky, feathery, barely loud enough to be heard.

He replied with his teeth, nipping the soft skin near my mane on the back of my neck. "Easy," he whispered.

A finger didn't seem like much, but his were hands that were used to labor. It made his fingers stiff as steel, and damn girthy. I tried to relax, but I had no control of my body down there. I could only gasp and quiver as he pushed his finger into my clenching hole. It hurt, but it hurt in a way that made me crave the pain, like an itch that I couldn't stop scratching.

I had to brace myself with my hands against the tile wall just to keep myself on my hooves. The new position made me lean forward just a bit more, and without even thinking about it, I flicked my tail up across the small of my back.

The first knuckle caught me off guard. It was a hard little ball that spread me open even further still as it went in, but just for a fleeting moment. Then the second knuckle struck home, fatter than the first. I squeezed my eyes shut and swallowed down a horny moan as he sank it into me, my cock twitching. Heat gathered and swirled in my chest, growing hotter still as I drew in short, steamy breaths.

"You want more?" He asked In a tone that suggested he knew the answer before I did.

"Please," I whispered back. What was I asking for? Another finger? His... Cock? I wasn't certain, but my body screamed with desire and my head was heavy with hormones. It didn't matter what he did to me, so long as it made me come.

My brother's finger came out a lot faster than it went in, sliding free of my stretched and slickened asshole with surprising ease. He gave my cock one parting squeeze, then let go, his fingers brushing across my slim hip. I wanted to reach down and jerk myself raw right then and there, but I knew it wouldn't feel nearly as good as having someone else making me explode.

His hooves clacked softly on the wet tile as he shifted around behind me, and I quaked as I felt him drag the broad head of his dripping cock across my ass cheek. Blood rushed in my ears as I felt him slide in under my raised tail, his flat, equine dick poised against my pucker.

Big bro was gonna punch my V-card.

"It's going to hurt," he whispered in my ear. No shit, I thought, but only nodded.

He raised up a big paw and clasped it around my muzzle, holding my mouth shut. It was the hand he'd been jacking me off with, and it smelled of young stallion and musk. My nostrils flared.

I heard him groan, casting a hot breath across my neck, and his dick spat a gooey shot of pre into the center of my asshole. My legs wobbled, and my fingers dug fruitlessly at the unyielding wall.

The mounting was a sudden thing that took me off guard. One moment my body was resisting the push of his hard cock, and then in the next, my mind was screaming as he spread my virgin ass wide open around his throbbing pole. I did a full-body jerk as feelings too intertwined to be separated and individually processed rocked my body like a bolt of lightning, and I howled into his paw.

He didn't stop. I didn't want him to. He just took one half-step forward and speared himself into me, sinking in straight to his medial ring. I screamed the last breath from my lungs into his paw as he crammed it into me. My cock leapt and fired an energetic shot of pre at the wall, and then another as he slammed right in like my ass belonged to him, moaning and panting in my ear.

"You're too damn tight little bro," he murmured. "It feels like you're trying to crush my dick."

I was so close to hitting my peak that I'd have begged him to fuck me harder if his paw wasn't holding my mouth shut. My cock was dripping, quivering, and I could feel a familiar pressure building somewhere between my dick and my balls.

"You're tighter than the last girl I fucked," he nickered, his lips tugging at my ear. He rolled his hips and pressed himself against my back, his balls bouncing against mine. They felt big and fat and swollen, and I knew they were going to pump me full of his cum.

We moaned together as he drew back. His flare was getting wide, and it scraped against my insides, growing wider still the more my body pressed down around it. It was impossible to tell the pain from the bliss, like a fire so hot it felt cold even as it seared your flesh.

"My little brother, my little mare," Dan huffed. A wet slap echoed through the shower as he bucked his hips and slammed his cock into me all over again. My legs went weak, and were it not for my paws against the wall, and his arms around my body, I'd have fallen straight to the floor.

Stallions aren't known for their gentleness. They're known for big dicks and hard fucks, and that's exactly how Dan took me. The strong, slow buck of his hips rapidly morphed into punishing plunges that pummeled my sore ass like it had been bought and paid for.

It wasn't long before I was jerking my ass back against him, eager to meet his driving shaft as I moaned and whimpered and bit at the fingers clapped around my mouth. My ears filled with his ragged breathing, and the wet smacks of his pelvis crashing against my ass.

"I got a big present for you, lil' bro," he rasped in my ear. His thrusts grew slower as his flare swelled and scraped, dragging against parts inside of me that I never even knew I could feel. A gout of red hot lust surged inside me as I came with a shudder and a squeal, my cock erupting. I quaked and gasped and scratched my fingers on the tile as I painted the wall with my cum.

My brother hit his peak a half-second later. His flare grew big enough to make my eyes water, and I swear I felt every vein on his dick throb in excitement as he ground his hips flat against my bottom. His balls went flush with mine, and they jumped as the hot, sticky pulses of horse cum flooded my guts and filled me up.

Dan's flare kept his seed locked inside of me, every single drop. It made me feel deliciously full and warm. Not even the soreness I felt from being stretched so wide could diminish that wonderful sensation. His fingers gradually fell away from my mouth and I gasped, drawing in the torrid shower air by the mouthful. Both his paws settled somewhere on my slim waist, and drew me back against him, hugging me to his sculpted body.

"Gabe," he whispered. "I love the way you feel around me."

The instant I heard his words, I knew that I loved it too. I loved the sweet sensation of being stretched and filled and fucked... Or was it that I loved being fucked by him?

I buried that thought, and hurried out the first thing that came to my lips. "You feel a lot bigger when you're inside me, big bro."

He laughed in a gentle, quiet way, and then slid both his paws up and down the sides of my stomach. His fingers left tingling trails in their wake, his touch electric. My limp dick began to stir, and I closed my eyes, shivering.

"You know... We won't be able to do anything for a while, with mom and dad home. Once we sneak out of the shower, we're gonna have to act like everything's normal until next week." He paused and kissed the side of my neck, using more teeth than tongue. "You wanna go again before we sneak out?"

He hadn't even gone soft from the first fuck, and he was already gearing up for the second! My cock grew stiff as I thought of being taken all over again. "Please, please big bro," I whispered with an anxious nicker.

Dan's paws slid down my sides and stopped on my hips, his fingers clasped around the bony edges of my pelvis. "Anything for my little bro," he whispered as he slouched his hips away from mine, his softening flare tugging at my insides.

At least when we played around in the shower, we wouldn't have to worry about the mess...